@izuko167: Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human Whati gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman, innovative and I'm made of rubber So that anything you say is ricochetin'off of me, and it'll glue to yoU And I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin'audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music, you make elevator music "Oh, he's too mainstream" Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it "It's not hip-hop, it's pop,"'cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap with Doc Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it I don't know how to make songs like that I don't know what words to use Let me know when it occurs to you While l'm rippin' any one of these verses that versus you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' yoU How many verses I gotta murder to prove That if you were half as nice, your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?#rickandmorty#rick#ns#proyectada#itsnotlikeimhere

我爱你🌟🪽 :

Uh, samma-lamma, duma-lamma, do you think I'm human? What can I do to reach you? I'm a superhuman, an innovator, I'm like rubber: everything you say bounces off me and sticks to you. I'm crushing it, showing time and again how to make this damn crowd soar with delight. I don't fade away, even though enemies are always waiting; the day they can say I've lost my touch, they'll rejoice. But I know how to kick things off: I make music that soars, while you make elevator music. "Oh, it's too mainstream"—that's what they say when they're jealous, getting it all wrong. "It's not hip-hop, it's pop"—and I found a way to mix it brilliantly with rock, with shock rap—like with Doc. Put on "Lose Yourself"—and people go wild. "I don't know how to write songs like this, I don't know which words to pick"... Let me know when it clicks for you; in the meantime, I'm tearing these verses apart, challenging you. You're done for; I hurt you without even realizing it. How many more verses do I need to destroy to prove that if you were half as good, you could sacrifice virgins to your songs?

macQueen :

:samma-lamma, duma-lamma, do you think I'm human? What can I do to reach you? I'm a superhuman, an innovator, I'm like rubber: everything you say bounces off me and sticks to you. I'm crushing it, showing time and again how to make this damn crowd soar with delight. I don't fade away, even though enemies are always waiting; the day they can say I've lost my touch, they'll rejoice. But I know how to kick things off: I make music that soars, while you make elevator music. "Oh, it's too mainstream"—that's what they say when they're jealous, getting it all wrong. "It's not hip-hop, it's pop"—and I found a way to mix it brilliantly with rock, with shock rap—like with Doc. Put on "Lose Yourself"—and people go wild. "I don't know how to write songs like this, I don't know which words to pick"...

Sam_XD12yt :

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MATTEX :

Me proyecte

Michael jhosep Jackson :

Estoy cansado de sentir que siempre estoy para todos, pero que cuando necesito a alguien, el silencio es lo único que vuelve. Cansado de ser esa persona que escucha, que aconseja, que acompaña, que recuerda fechas, que pregunta cómo estás incluso cuando nadie pregunta por mí. Cansado de dar un cariño enorme y sentir que nunca ocupa el mismo espacio en el corazón de los demás. Duele darse cuenta de que eres importante, sí, pero nunca lo suficiente. Que eres “buen amigo”, “gran persona”, “alguien especial”, pero nunca el favorito de nadie. Nunca la primera opción. Nunca esa persona que buscan apenas algo bueno o malo pasa en sus vidas. Siempre parezco estar en un punto intermedio donde todos me quieren, pero nadie me elige de verdad. Y lo peor es que uno empieza a preguntarse qué tiene de malo. Qué le falta. Por qué parece tan fácil para otros recibir ese amor recíproco que a mí siempre se me escapa de las manos. Porque yo sí sé querer. Sé preocuparme de verdad. Sé quedarme. Sé escuchar incluso cuando estoy roto. Pero a veces siento que todo eso no sirve de nada cuando nunca vuelve con la misma intensidad. Es agotador sentir que das versiones de ti que nadie daría por ti. Ver cómo haces espacio para todos mientras nadie parece hacer espacio para ti. Y aun así seguir ahí, porque aunque duela, uno termina acostumbrándose a ser el refugio de los demás mientras no tiene dónde refugiarse. A veces quisiera dejar de preocuparme tanto. Dejar de responder rápido, de estar pendiente, de intentar ser suficiente para todos. Porque cansa sentir que el amor que das siempre pesa menos cuando regresa. Cansa ver cómo las personas tienen a “su persona favorita”, su prioridad, su lugar seguro… y entender que tú nunca has sido eso para nadie. Y sí, quizá nadie tiene la obligación de querernos igual que nosotros queremos, pero eso no evita que duela. No evita esa sensación de vacío cuando te das cuenta de que probablemente nadie piensa en ti con la intensidad con la que tú piensas en ellos. Que mientras tú guardas conversaciones, momentos y detalles con cariño, para otros solo eres alguien más entre muchos. Solo quería sentirme elegido alguna vez...💔

kabehanz :

𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐 :

:samma-lamma, duma-lamma, do you think I'm human? What can I do to reach you? I'm a superhuman, an innovator, I'm like rubber: everything you say bounces off me and sticks to you. I'm crushing it, showing time and again how to make this damn crowd soar with delight. I don't fade away, even though enemies are always waiting; the day they can say I've lost my touch, they'll rejoice. But I know how to kick things off: I make music that soars, while you make elevator music. "Oh, it's too mainstream"—that's what they say when they're jealous, getting it all wrong. "It's not hip-hop, it's pop"—and I found a way to mix it brilliantly with rock, with shock rap—like with Doc. Put on "Lose Yourself"—and people go wild. "I don't know how to write songs like this, I don't know which words to pick"...

@BRAZIL_SCH_OFICIAL✓ :

Uh, samma-lamma, duma-lamma, do you think I'm human? What can I do to reach you? I'm a superhuman, an innovator, I'm like rubber: everything you say bounces off me and sticks to you. I'm crushing it, showing time and again how to make this damn crowd soar with delight. I don't fade away, even though enemies are always waiting; the day they can say I've lost my touch, they'll rejoice. But I know how to kick things off: I make music that soars, while you make elevator music. "Oh, it's too mainstream"—that's what they say when they're jealous, getting it all wrong. "It's not hip-hop, it's pop"—and I found ago wild. "I don't know how to write songs like this, I don't know which words to pick"... Let me know when it clicks for you; in the meantime, I'm tearing these verses apart, challenging you. You're done for; I hurt you without even realizing it. How many more verses do I need to destroy to prove that if you were half as good, you could sacrifice virgins to your songs?

𖤐†𝖊𝖑_𝕲𝖆𝖙𝖔†𖤐 :

jere :

jere :

@BRAZIL_SCH_OFICIAL✓ :

@我爱你🌟🪽:Uh, samma-lamma, duma-lamma, do you think I'm human? What can I do to reach you? I'm a superhuman, an innovator, I'm like rubber: everything you say bounces off me and sticks to you. I'm crushing it, showing time and again how to make this damn crowd soar with delight. I don't fade away, even though enemies are always waiting; the day they can say I've lost my touch, they'll rejoice. But I know how to kick things off: I make music that soars, while you make elevator music. "Oh, it's too mainstream"—that's what they say when they're jealous, getting it all wrong. "It's not hip-hop, it's pop"—and I found ago wild. "I don't know how to write songs like this, I don't know which words to pick"... Let me know when it clicks for you; in the meantime, I'm tearing these verses apart, challenging you. You're done for; I hurt you without even realizing it. How many more verses do I need to destroy to prove that if you were half as good, you could sacrifice virgins to your songs?

C00lkidd :

Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I am human. What do I have to do to get you in? I am superhuman, innovative and made of rubber. So whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you. And I am devastating, more than ever, I am proving it. How to make a fucking audience feel like they are levitating I never fade, and I know that haters are always waiting. The day you can say I fell, you will be celebrating. Because I know how to motivate them. I make music that elevates, you make elevator music. "Oh, it's too commercial." Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it. "It's not hip-hop, it's pop," because I found a bunch of ways to merge it. With rock, shock rap with Doc Put on "Lose Yourself" and make them go crazy I don't know how to make songs like that. I don't know what words to use. Let me know when you can think of it. While I destroy any of these verses that go against you They are over, I'm hurting you unintentionally. How many verses do I have to kill to prove That if you were even half as good, could you sacrifice virgins in your songs as well?

MATTEX :

Hey Fab, I'ma kill you! Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad) Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman Innovative and I'm made of rubber So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me And it'll glue to you And I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a mothafuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music, you make elevator music Oh, he's too mainstream Well, that's what they do when they get jealous They confuse it It's not hip-hop, it's pop 'Cause I found a hella way to fuse it with rock Shock rap with Doc Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it I don't know how to make songs like that I don't know what words to use Let me know when it occurs to you While I'm ripping any one of these verses That versus you, it's curtains I'm inadvertently hurting you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice your songs You could sacrifice virgins too School flunky, pill junky But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to And I'm a million leagues above you Ill when I speak in tongues But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you I'm drunk, so Satan take the fucking wheel I'm asleep in the front seat Bumping Heavy D and the Boyz Still chunky, but funky But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils And here's what they want from me They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had Then you may be a little patient And more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination

tu_jesus4 :

Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I am human. What do I have to do to get you in? I am superhuman, innovative and made of rubber. So whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you. And I am devastating, more than ever, I am proving it. How to make a fucking audience feel like they are levitating I never fade, and I know that haters are always waiting. The day you can say I fell, you will be celebrating. Because I know how to motivate them. I make music that elevates, you make elevator music. "Oh, it's too commercial." Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it. "It's not hip-hop, it's pop," because I found a bunch of ways to merge it. With rock, shock rap with Doc Put on "Lose Yourself" and make them go crazy I don't know how to make songs like that. I don't know what words to use. Let me know when you can think of it. While I destroy any of these verses that go against you They are over, I'm hurting you unintentionally. How many verses do I have to kill to prove That if you were even half as good, could you sacrifice virgins in your songs as well?